The love between the two people lingered for a while.


    Chu Ru Si suddenly turned on the light in the box, called the staff and gave them a check to send the Hosta in advance.


    When Xu Huanxi saw that the amount of the check had reached the top, he was silent and felt the weight of 100 million again.


    It doesn''t matter if Chu is like this. As a man, he doesn''t have much, so he has more money.


    Because Chu Ru Si gave a check in advance, the jade hairpin was soon sent to their box.


    Xu Huanxi looked at the jade hairpin worth 100 million, and finally The mood is complex and unspeakable.


    Churu gently pulled the woman to the sofa and sat down. She was standing behind her, and her slender fingers were inserted into her hair: "before, there was an ancient word called wanqingsi."


    Xu Huanxi heart move, the whole person is numb unceasingly, this man is to make hair for her? She is a person with ancient feelings. It has to be said that Chu Rushi''s doing this really pokes her heart.


    Chu Rushi fiddled with her hair and said to her: "in the past, when reading books, it was said that after ancient women got married, they had to roll up their hair to represent their marriage. If you are loved by your husband after marriage, he will pull his hair for his wife. In ancient poems, he always felt that there was a sense of possession here, just like a man thrushing his beloved woman. In this world, no man can do this to a woman except his husband. "


    Xu Huanxi droops his eyes. Chu Ru is really He''s talking about something. It''s like honey on his mouth. Pet, possession, a word, into her mind, easily caused a storm.


    Chu such as this finish saying, concentrate on fiddling with Xu Huanxi''s hair.


    The box is very quiet. Xu Huanxi hears her heart beating in a panic. No man has ever done this to her hair. His slender and powerful fingers are shuttling between her hair. It seems that he is afraid of hurting her. His every action is very careful.


    Tender as water.


    Xu Huanxi can''t help but think of this idiom, such a rigid man, but for her into a soft around the finger.


    Her heart almost seems to jump out, and she can''t help looking for something to distract her attention: "in the past, there was a song written by Laozu religion. It seems that she wrote it in those years for a man. Shall I sing it to you?"


    "Well."


    In fact, Xu Huanxi''s singing level is not so good. After all, she is not as good at music theory as she is in traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy. If you give me a jade hairpin, I''ll make long hair for you... "


    Chu Ru Si listens to her singing, the woman''s voice is light and soft, in the ancient poetry, sings is to his affection, is to his reply.


    His hand movement is also very fast, three times two times, will that waterfall green silk pull up.


    Good.


    It''s very simple.


    Xu Huanxi only has a small mirror with him. He can''t see how his hair is pulled. He subconsciously touches his hair. The whole person is really Complex mood, speechless, plus the whole pet market.


    She is a professional image designer, so about hairstyle, she is really accomplished. She doesn''t need to look. She just needs to touch it to know what the hell her hair looks like.


    It''s a bit messy and loose. It''s estimated that if she takes two more steps, the 100 million Hosta will fall off.